Qiao'er angrily closed the door and walked into the room adorned with red lanterns, festive and cheerful.
Seeing her young lady still waiting under the red bridal veil for the groom, her grievances filled her eyes with redness.
Xie Ruotong reached out to lift the red bridal veil.
Qiao'er wanted to stop her, but since the groom wouldn't be coming tonight, what was there to stop.
"Mu Dong came over and said, the groom got drunk and didn't want to disturb the young madam's rest, so he went to sleep in the study," Qiao'er explained with a suppressed tear and a smile.
Xie Ruotong actually heard the conversation between Qiao'er and Mu Dong just now.
Having been trained as an assassin since she was young, she could hear even the faintest sounds.
She could guess that Song Yanqing had gone to Xie Ruilin's place.
And all her waiting was merely for an outcome.
With the outcome thus, there was no need for her to wait any longer.
